the line for where the wild things are looks like radiohead had sex with an urban outfitters
Does the phrase 'traumatizing near-threesome' mean anything to you.
i was way too optimistic last night... got back to my apartment and the porch light was still on, like i'd actually make it all the way home.
I just remember making out with this kid's friend, washing blood off my hands and hearing the RA's were looking for me.
I had 800 mg of ibuprofen 2 b vitamins and I'm pounding water like I'm trying to win a hazing
My going away gift was all of them dancing around with solo cups on their dick and balls...these are my friends
I hope it's the birth control, otherwise I'm dying
Nothing like having your house arrest ankle bracelet vibrate and take a moisture sample at the exact moment you're about to blow it in some chick...buzzkill
I would have cried, probably tears of wine, but cried nonetheless.
Is there a tactful way to ask "how are your balls?" Or do I just ask point blank
Step 1: Buy a house Step 2: Turn bedroom into sex dungeon
Walking actually physically hurts. We should do it again some time.
Blunts beyotch
What? Joints? Blunts?
I'll refer you to my previous text: "Blunts beyotch"
I don't see why I have to pay for it.
your head went through the window, you're pretty much obligated to pay for it.
I'd like to know who hasn't seen my tits tonight.
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